Sound Off

By:  Lara

 

BRIBEARDLXE-Hey girlie…it’s about time you got your ass online.

ZEBRALJB-Hey, Bri, what’s up?

BRIBEARDLXE-Nothing much…just waiting around for you to get here so I could try out my new toy

ZEBRALJB-*rolls eyes* Oh no…now what.

BRIBEARDLXE-I got a microphone…now me and Nick can talk while we’re online!

ZEBRALJB-Why don’t you just talk on the phone?

BRIBEARDLXE-I can’t talk on the phone and be online at the same time.  Haven’t you tried his yet?

ZEBRALJB-Nope.  Nick taught me how but I never tried it.

BRIBEARDLXE-Let’s try it now.

 

“See?  Isn’t this cool?”  I heard Brian’s voice through my computer speakers as clear as day.

“I like the phone better,” I grumbled, unable to admit to him that it was pretty cool.  “What do you need something like this for, anyway?”

“Well, for people who work from home, they can talk and work at the same time…or if your hands were…ah…occupied doing something else.”

“Brian Littrell!  I am shocked at you!” I said, laughing.  I leaned back in my chair, watching my NSYNC screensaver dance across the monitor.

“Gutter-brain.  I MEANT if you were busy doing things around your computer.”  Brian laughed also.  “So…where’s your better half?”

“He had to run out to the store. We were out of rocky road and he was throwing a temper tantrum.”

“Damn kids…what can you do with them?”

“I can do a lot with THAT particular kid,” I told him, making my voice as sultry as I knew how.

“I don’t want to know,” he said, and I could almost see him rolling his eyes.  “What would you do with ME?”  He asked suddenly.

“Mr. Littrell, are you attempting to flirt with me?”  I asked, blushing even though he couldn’t see me.  Brian and I had gotten close because of my relationship with Nick, but it was always on a brother/sister level.

“Why not?  I know you cyber…isn’t this the same thing?”

“Well…uh…um…” I stammered, my face turning red as tomato juice.

He laughed.  “Write this one down…I made Lara speechless.”

“Fuck off,” I said before I thought.  I never talked to Brian that way.  “Sorry.”

“I don’t mind.”  I heard his chair creak.  “So…what are you wearing?”

“You are impossible!”  I laughed as I eyed my outfit.  I was wearing a tank top and a pair of Nick’s boxers.  “I’m wearing a midnight blue teddy with snaps at the crotch,” I cooed.

“Oh please.  I know you better than that.  You’re wearing a tank top and boxers.”

“Is there a camera on this thing, too?”  I asked, and he rolled.  “How about you?”

“It’s hot in here and the a/c is broke…I’m just in boxers.”

I swallowed a moan.  I knew he was my boyfriend’s best friend, and he was like a brother to me, but suddenly the thought of Brian Littrell sitting in front of his computer all sweaty and almost naked was VERY appealing.  “Tasty,” I replied, trying to sound as if I was joking.

“If you only knew,” he replied, and I could hear him sucking on a finger.  “Mmmm.”

I was in shock.  What in the hell was all this?  “Brian, what is WITH you tonight?” 

“Nothing…just sitting here all alone…need something to distract me from the godawful heat.  Would you like to be my distraction, Lara?”  I swallowed deeply.  “Tell me,” he said, his voice slipping into his southern drawl every now and then, “You wearin’ anythin’ UNDER those boxers and tank top?”

“Uh, no…” I stammered.

“Your a/c workin’?”

“Yeah,” I replied.

“That’s too bad…I can just imagine you all warm and sweaty there…you’d have your hair up…and little drops of sweat would start to run down the back of your neck and down your spine…and I’d just HAVE to wipe ‘em off for ya.”

I shivered, actually feeling his fingers on my spine.  “S-sorry to disappoint you.”

“Aw, darlin’, you could never disappoint me.”  Brian had never called me “darlin’” before, and if he did it again I could NOT be responsible for my actions.  “I’d probably get a nice cool sponge and begin to sponge off your neck.  And then maybe I’d slowly peel off your tank top and gently wash your back.  How does that sound?”

“That…sounds nice,” I stuttered, trying not to sound like an idiot.  I was squirming in my chair by now. I could actually feel him running a cool sponge across my skin.

“It does sound nice.  I wish you could see how hard I am for you, darlin’.  Just the thought of touchin’ you like that is getting me hotter by the second.”

I whimpered.  I couldn’t help it.  This was all so unexpected.  I knew it was totally innocent, I mean, we weren’t actually DOING anything, but I felt like maybe it was wrong.  There was no way I was gonna stop him, though. If he felt like talking, who was I to stop him?

“I’d have to slide my hands around to your breasts, then.  Your breasts are so nice and full…I know you’d need them to be cleaned and soothed…am I right?”  I nodded, forgetting he couldn’t hear that.  I briefly ran my hands across my breasts, feeling the nipples stand at attention.  All this from only hearing his voice.  As if he could see me, Brian said, “Touch them for me, Lara.  Just lightly caress them and pretend it’s MY hands.”  I broke down and did as he asked, closing my eyes and hissing in a breath.  “I think you need to take that top off, darlin’.”  There was that damn “darlin’” again.  I couldn’t resist.  I stood and peeled off the top.  Even though our house was cool, I was suddenly sweating.  “Perfect,” Brian murmured.  “Now I can touch everything I want to.”  Suddenly I felt hands go dancing across my breasts and I cried out.  A hand reached up to muffle my yell.  I turned my head and saw Nick standing behind me.  His blue eyes were dark with desire.  “Everythin’ okay there, Lara?”

“Y-yes,” I said after Nick moved his hand.  He put a finger to his lips, telling me to keep his appearance a secret.

“Okay…where was I…oh, yes.  I was rubbing down those sweet breasts of yours.”  I felt Nick’s hands snake around to caress me and I moaned.  “You like that?”

“Oh…GOD yes,” I whimpered. 

“Good.  I’d pay special attention to ‘em…but as I was doing it I’d probably kiss your neck.  You like having your neck kissed?”

“Y-y-yes,” I stammered.  My neck was the most sensitive part of my upper body, and Nick’s lips knew all the right places to hit.

“I think I’d linger at the place where it meets your shoulder…I’m sure your skin would be so tender and sweet,” Brian said, drawing a ragged breath.  I smiled, liking the thought that what he was fantasizing about me was turning him on as much as I was turned on.  “As I licked and sucked on that sweet skin of yours, my hands would just slowly trail down your stomach.  I wouldn’t go under the shorts just yet, but I’d rub down between your legs nice and slow.”  I felt Nick’s long fingers trace my clit over the material and I lost my balance.  Nick sat down hard on the computer chair, pulling me onto his lap.  “Mmmm…I bet you’d be all wet…you all wet, darlin’?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“I’d wanna taste it…I bet you’re sweet.  Why don’t you just slide a finger in the side of those shorts and tell me how sweet you are?”  Before I could move, Nick slid a slender finger in the side of my boxers, easily pumping it in and out of me. I arched back against him, moaning.  He slowly withdrew that finger and brought it up to his mouth.  He sucked on it once, then gave it to me to suck on.  I licked at it noisily, sucking every bit of my juices off.  “Damn…I can hear you,” Brian gasped.  “You got me so fuckin’ hard, Lara.  I can hardly stand it.  Can you see me taking my cock in my hands, strokin’ it for you?”

“Oh, yes,” I muttered, feeling Nick’s hard cock against my backside.  I rubbed against him and I could hear him swallow a moan.

“Take those shorts off, darlin’.  Take ‘em off quick.  I wanna be inside you so fuckin’ bad,” Brian moaned.  I stood and made short work of the shorts.  Before I knew it, Nick had me on his lap with my back to him, his hard cock deep inside me.

“Oh, FUCK!” I yelled.  He was so deep inside of me.

“Oh, Lara, tell me how I feel inside of you,” Brian panted, and I swore I could hear see his hand moving up and down his hard cock.

“You’re so hard…and deep…shit…” I gasped as Nick moved me up and down on him.

“Reach down, darlin’.  Reach down and rub that sweet clit of yours.  I want you to come all over me,” Brian moaned.  Nick’s fingers slipped around me to rub my clit, and I clenched at his legs.

“Oh…Brian…I’m gonna…oh, Bri!”  I yelled as I clenched around Nick.  Nick moaned against my hair, and I could feel him spurt inside of me.

“Lara…oh baby…oh darlin’!”  Brian called my name, moaning deeply as he came as well. 

I leaned back against Nick, panting for breath.  “Hey, Frick,” Nick said when he had finally caught his own breath.

“Hiya, Frack…was it everything you wanted?”  Brian asked, and my mouth fell open.

“Oh…much more then I coulda dreamed,” Nick replied, nuzzling against the back of my neck.

“Good…but next time…YOU get to sit alone in front of a computer.”

 

The End

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